The Billionaire's Ranch 3-Part Bundle (Billionaire Cowboy BBW Erotica)

When she's given a chance to help train a horse for the Kentucky Derby, confident and curvy Callie jumps at the opportunity. Things get even better when's she's put up in her own private cottage on the ranch of oil billionaire Lane Matheson.

But soon Callie finds out she's the only girl on the ranch and suddenly she's got all the cowboys interested. She's doing her best not to give in to her primal urges, but when lust gets the best of her and she unknowingly starts a fling with a wealthy oil tycoon she's got no idea what sort of drama is in store for her!

***Excerpt***

A few minutes later and we were walking back through the dark, chilly night air to my little cottage near the mansion. I knew I had a few beers in the fridge. I also had a fresh bottle of Jack that the kitchen staff had picked up for me on their last run for groceries.
"You want beer or something stronger?" I asked Wyatt as he sat sprawled on the couch in the little living room of the cottage.
"Something stronger."
I poured us both two fingers of Jack and tossed ice cubes into each tumbler. I took a sip, enjoying the smoky bite of the whiskey. Wyatt thanked me as I handed him a glass.
"So how'd you get this gig?" asked Wyatt. "Seems like a pretty cushy job."
"Cushy? Are you kidding? It's hard as hell. We're under a lot of pressure. But I'm here because Jim brought me along."
"Don speaks very highly of you," said Wyatt after taking a deep sip of his drink.
"Does he? That's nice to hear. I think things have been going very well, so I'm glad Don agrees."
"You know who else speaks highly of you?" asked Wyatt.
"Who?"
"Just about every damn ranch hand that works at Matheson Ranch. Seems they've taken a liking to you."
"Ha, that's no surprise. Put one woman in a group of men and I think that's bound to happen, regardless of what she looks like."
I took another sip of my drink. I couldn't tell whether this was flattery or not, but there was something strange about this situation. Wyatt looked at me, his eyes drifting over my body sensually. Then he spoke again.
"They kept telling me: 'You gotta go see the horse trainer. Curves like nobody's business.'"
"Ha, you're right. It is nobody's business."
"They say: 'I wish I was that horse so she'd ride me.'"
I took another big sip and went to get a refill. I didn't know what game this man was playing, but something about him made me let him keep it up. Part of me knew I should kick him out, but I didn't want him to leave, even though thoughts kept entering my mind, dirty thoughts that went against my policy of hookups on the ranch.
"I came down here because they kept telling me I had to see you for myself," said Wyatt, leaning towards me, his eyes trained steadily on my own.
"Well, what do you think now that you've seen me?"
"I'm inclined to agree with them."
"You gonna do something about it? Or are you all talk?"
"Do you want me to take you upstairs?"
"I want you to take me right here," I said, getting up from my chair and walking over towards him.
I put my hands on his shoulders and straddled him as he sat on the couch.
"Is this what you had in mind when you invited yourself over here tonight?" I asked.
"Yes," said Wyatt, looking up at me with crystal clear blue eyes.